Oh, how I slave away working for perfection,
But after a while, I learned something.
I don't need anybody but myself,
I can make myself happy,
And that's all I need
Thank you Becca for writing this for me. Thank you for admitting my fault of being too much of a perfectionist. Yet, that always makes me feel better if I'm unhappy with grades and life. You always know how to make me laugh, so yeah. THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! lol \(*o*)/
YOU ARE READING
the other side of me
Şiirthis is a book of poems. simple. but these poems are my poems, and they relate to me in so many ways. i've read some other poetry books similar to this one, and saw i'm not the only one dealing with all this. so, now i am writing a poetry book. hope...
